I so badly want to write fanatics but college has been killing me with back to back tests and it's genuinely killing my creative mood. I have so many ideas but not enough time or energy to make them into something readable or interesting!
Just something short and sweet to bring in the new year. Following the Sharks win against Minnesota Wild I thought this would be fitting. I hope you like it and I hope the new year treats you all well!
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CW: Kissing, mentions of drinking
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Summary: It’s New Year’s Eve in San Jose, and the city is buzzing with excitement. The Sharks have just won a thrilling overtime game, and the team is celebrating at a private rooftop party overlooking the sparkling skyline. Amidst the cheers and fireworks, Macklin Celebrini finds himself drawn to Y/n, a longtime friend (or maybe something more?) who’s been cheering him on all season.
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December 31st, 11:45 PM
The rooftop glittered with fairy lights and champagne flutes as the San Jose Sharks celebrated their victory. Laughter mixed with the distant booms of early fireworks, and Macklin Celebrini—still buzzing from the game-winning goal—scanned the crowd.
His eyes landed on you.
There you were, leaning against the railing, watching the city below. The way the golden light caught your smile made his chest tighten. He’d known you for months—through grueling practices, tough losses, and now this win—but tonight felt different.
“Hey,” Macklin said, sidling up beside you, his voice warm. “You escaping the party?”
You grinned. “Just taking in the view. That goal of yours deserved its own fireworks.”
He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah? Well, I had someone pretty great cheering me on.”
The air between you crackled like the sparks in the sky. Somewhere in the distance, the countdown began.
"Ten! Nine! Eight!"
Macklin’s hand brushed yours. "Seven! Six!"
You turned to face him fully, heart racing. "Five! Four!"
“Y/n,” he murmured, leaning in just enough for you to catch the hint of his cologne—fresh and faintly sweet, like victory and something new.
"Three! Two!"
The world narrowed to just the two of you.
"ONE!"
Fireworks exploded overhead, painting the sky in gold and blue. And before the cheers could fully erupt around you, Macklin cupped your face—
And kissed you at midnight.
When he pulled back, his grin was brighter than the fireworks. "Happy New Year."
Hi everyone! I'm currently studying for exams and I planned on posting some stories before I post kinkmas but I'm not so sure if that's a possibility for me anymore. But kinkmas will still definitely happen because it's already written out and they're sitting in my drafts. I'll try and sit down and write something after finals before kinkmas but we'll see how that goes. I just wanted to update y'all, I'm not dead but I am stressed. Hopefully I get my creative flow back after exams.
You and Jack Hughes had always been close friends, your playful banter and shared adventures created a seemingly unbreakable bond. However, beneath the surface, there was an undeniable chemistry between you.
One evening, you found yourselves caught in a sudden downpour. As the rain poured down, you and Jack huddled close under a single umbrella, your bodies slightly pressed together in order to not get drenched. You looked into each other's eyes, your hearts beating in a rhythm with the raindrops falling around you. “Kiss me.” Jack blurts out suddenly.
“I didn’t know you liked me like that.” You replied.
Jack chuckled, his eyes twinkling with a hint of playfulness. “How could I not? You’re smart, funny, and you have the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. Plus, I’ve lost count of how many times you saved my ass when it comes to coach.”
“I mean, I guess that’s true. It’s just, you never seemed to like me back.” You added.
Jack used his free hand to grab yours, intertwining your fingers together gently. “I guess I was scared. Scared of ruining what we have, scared of what fans would say about you. But right now, in this moment, with you this close to me, I can’t deny my feelings anymore.”
“You really like me?” You ask quietly. “You’re not messing with me? You really like me?” You ask.
“No, I’m not messing with you Y/n. I truly adore you.” Jack replied, his voice filled with sincerity. “I’ve spent countless nights wondering what it would be like to call you mine. You’ve been my best friend, the person I’ve leaned on while I was a rookie, you’re the one I want to spend every moment with.”
“What about the team? Do they approve of me?” You ask teasingly.
Jack smiled as you mentioned his team. “Of course, they adore you. Everytime you come over they always like talking with you. They’re not like that to just anyone.”
“Well if your team approves of me then I can’t say no.” You reply.
Jack’s laugh echoed in the rain, warm and genuine. “You have my heart, and the approval of my team. What more could I ask for?”
“Oh right!” Jack grinned mischievously, his gaze locked onto your lips. “Well then…” He leaned in slowly, closing the distance between you. The rain continued to pour around you, but it felt like a veil protecting your secret moment.
“What about that kiss you asked for earlier?” You tease.
As the kiss slowly came to an end you looked up into his eyes “Where did you learn to kiss like that?” You ask.
Jack smirked, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Let’s just say I’ve had some practice. But trust me, there’s something about you that made that kiss feel like the first time.”
You laugh nervously, “Alright, let’s go inside before we get sick, Nico won’t forgive me if I let you get sick.”
Jack chuckled and nodded in agreement. “True, we don’t want to incur Nico’s wrath. He’s already got enough reasons to nag me as is.”
The rain patters against the window of Macklin’s apartment, a gentle rhythm that fills the room with its calming sound.
He sits on the couch, his attention focused on his phone as he idly scrolls through Instagram. You sit across from him, reading a book in a plush armchair. The soft glow of the overhead lights casts a warm, cozy atmosphere over the room and a sense of tranquil peace washes over the two of you as the rain continues its serenade outside.
You look up from your book, placing a bookmark on the page you were just reading before closing your book. “Hey love, it’s raining outside.”
Macklin looked up from his phone, a small smile playing at his lip’s at your words. “It is, isn't it?” he replies, his eyes soft as he looks towards the window, watching the water droplets dance against the glass.
“We have the day off today, don’t we? We should do something fun, even in the rain, you know?”
“What do you mean?” You ask with a questioning look.
“Well,” Mack’s smile widens as he stands up, “It’s a cliche, but there’s something romantic about kissing in the rain. We should give it a try.” He moves over, holding out his hand for you to take.
You smile and take his hand, “You just want to make my book fantasies become a reality for me.”
Macklin chuckles softly as he gently tugs you up to your feet, a glimmer of playfulness dancing in his eyes.
“Of course I do, you deserve to experience those book fantasies you like to read, and more.” He presses a soft kiss on your forehead before he intertwines your hands together.
“Let’s go and enjoy this rain, shall we?” he asks.
As the two of you put on your shoes and a jacket, you make your way outside.
The cold rain droplets hit your skin, and instantly your clothes start to cling to your figures from the moisture. Despite the cold weather, Mack leads you forward, a playful smile on his lips.
He takes you farther out in front of the apartment building, away from the prying eyes from the other residents. A comfortable silence washes over the two of you, He pulls you close as he gently cups your cheek with his hand.
You slowly wrap your arms around his neck, leaning into Mack as you kiss.
Mack’s free hand instinctively wraps around your waist, tugging you closer till not even rain could pass between you. The kiss was soft and slow, filled with tender love that you both couldn’t put into words. The rain gently pours down upon the two of you, adding a gentle rhythm to the kiss.
As you eventually pull away from the kiss you whisper “I love you.” you say as you put your head on his now wet chest. “I love you too.” He responds.
“Now let’s get you inside, I don’t want you getting sick.”
CW: Smut, a little aftercare at the end, mask kink, unprotected sex, oral fem! Recieving, fem! Reader, fingering, p in v sex.
Word Count: 821
Synopsis: Luke got a little carried away during a halloween party.
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Halloween was coming up and you wanted to dress up, but you didn’t know what to dress up as. So, you let Luke decide, which you could say was a bad idea, but right now at the moment, you couldn’t care less. He had dressed both of you up as ghostface and you would be lying if Luke in a mask didn’t do anything to you. You were dressed in a black dress with long flowy lace sleeves to mimic ghostfaces robe and some fishnets and black heels to go with the outfit. Luke decided to ditch the robe idea and decided to wear a fitted black button up with black slacks and black dress shoes with the matching ghostface mask you both have.
You and Luke both could not keep your hands to yourselves while heading to the halloween party that one of your friends were hosting. But you eventually made it there and had fun partying and laughing with friends. Luke talked you into leaving early so the two of you could have fun time. Granted it was not as easy to sneak away or leave early with your friend wanting you to stay and continue to party with them, but the two of you eventually left.
On the way back home Luke had one hand between your legs rubbing against your clit and collecting your slick at your entrance. Occasionally he would let a finger slip in but nothing too serious because he wanted to tease you and focus on the road. When you make it home and through your front door you quickly kick your heels off while Luke takes off his shoes and starts kissing you, slowly walking back towards the bedroom.
You begin to unbutton Luke’s black shirt and toss it to the side of the bedroom and then you start to work on his belt buckle. Which he swats your hands away and tells you to undress but to keep the fishnets on as he takes off his belt and unbuttons and takes off his pants. Once you both are undressed he leans you back on the bed and lays between your legs to eat you out. He makes one of the holes in the fishnets bigger so he can get to you and he starts to eat you out.
He sucks and licks at your clit as he wraps his arms around your thighs to keep you in place. As your fingers tangle into his hair he starts to work his tongue into you. Switching between his tongue in you and his fingers in you with his tongue on your clit. When you eventually finish in his mouth he releases his arms from around your thighs and lets you rest for a couple of seconds.
When he leans back to take a good look at you he grabs the ghostface mask and puts it on and manhandles you to lay on your stomach. He grabs his cocks and gives it a few tugs to get himself ready before he lines up with your pussy and pushes himself in. Once he’s in and he has a steady pace set he grabs both of your arms and holds them while he slams into you over and over again. He keeps this pace up loving how he can knock the moans out of you, eventually he lets your hands go and pulls out just to slap your ass and he pushes back into you. After a couple of regular thrusts he puts his hand in your hair and gets to your scalp, once he’s at your scalp he closes his fist and pulls your head back. Your mouth falls open as your moans get louder, a couple of thrusts later you’re clenching on him and soon you finish with him close behind you as he finishes inside.
The second his grip loosens in your hair, you melt into the mattress, boneless and buzzing. Luke chuckles against your shoulder—his mask long gone—before rolling off you with a satisfied groan. He traces idle circles on the small of your back as you catch your breath, fingertips sticky with sweat and shared slick.
"Stay put," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your spine before slipping out of bed. You hear the faucet run; he returns with a warm washcloth to clean between your thighs (gently swiping at the ruined fishnets), then drags it over his own stomach where he’d spilled after pulling out. The care makes you grin into the sheets—who knew Ghostface was this attentive?
Luke collapses beside you, tossing an arm over your waist like a human weighted blanket. "Told ya my costume idea was good," he teases, nipping at your earlobe when you swat at him halfheartedly.
You’re too spent to argue… but as he tugs the comforter over both of you (still tangled together skin-to-skin), you know neither of you would change a damn thing.
CW: Smut, a little aftercare at the end, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, fem! Reader, fingering, p in v sex.
Word Count: 1.3k
Synopsis: You love Andrei so why wouldn’t you want him to take your virginity?
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You and Andrei had been dating for a while but you didn’t see eachother often. Your most frequent mode of communications with eachother was through texts and facetime calls. Sometimes it was short calls and some days it was long calls with the two of you falling asleep on call together. He loved hearing about your most mundane tasks because it helped him imagine what it would be like living with you.
Something that you have yet to tell Andrei was that you were a virgin. And honestly, you were a little scared too. I mean look at him, he obviously had some sort of sexual relations in the past, flings or not. You knew he had experience and you didn’t want to risk him humiliating you or talk down to you for still being a virgin.
So in all of your conversations you steered the conversation into a different direction everytime you thought he would bring it up or say something sexual. But, Andrei being Andrei, he didn’t push. He realized that you didn’t want to talk about sex and figured it was a boundary that you had put up. Maybe having something to do with your past, and he figured you’d tell him why when you got more comfortable with him.
Anyway, he understood and you appreciated that he didn’t pry. But eventually you needed to have the talk. You had to talk about boundaries and things you were ok with so you decided that this was a good time to drop this little bomb of information. And to say that he was surprised was a little bit of an understatement. What do you mean a beautiful woman like you has never slept with a man before? What do you mean that he would most likely be your first? He didn’t want to hurt you or scare you away from the idea of sex, most of all, scaring you away from wanting to have sex with him.
What if you got hurt from him and his size? What if he got lost in the feeling and got too rough and scared you away? Not like he would ever really voice his thoughts but you could tell from the look on his face, he was definitely thinking about something. So, you both decide to take things slow. Almost too slow but he wanted to make sure that you felt okay with certain things before continuing. It could be anything from in the morning with him behind you, slowly putting his hand up your shirt with a kiss to your forehead while you cooked breakfast. Or it could be innocently taking a shower together and getting used to eachothers naked bodies (while Andrei gets hard and tries and fails to hide it).
Eventually, you both end up in bed with heated kisses. And before you know it both of your clothes are off. It starts off gentle, his hands slowly running down your body and down to your pussy. Feeling out the area and slowly rubbing circles on your clit. Nothing too much but just enough to stimulate you and make you feel good. Then, it evolves to a single finger inserted inside you with his other hand still rubbing circles on your clit to keep you a little relaxed.
After a while of going slow and adding another finger or two inside you, seeing how much you could take, you get restless. Well, you both do but Andrei does a pretty good job of hiding it. After a little bit of begging and bargaining with him, he flips you over onto all fours and readies himself slowly so you still have time to back out. But when you don’t he slowly pushes the tip of his cock into you. Trying to take it slow but your body tenses up which makes him have to pause and remind you to relax and that if you need to, then everything can stop all together.
But you don’t tap out, you don’t want it to stop. Yeah, it hurts a little but you want him. So you relax and you just take it slow, inch by inch. When he’s finally fully inside you after some resistance, it takes all of his self control to not start pounding into you. Instead, he starts slow. He pulls out a little then goes back in, more like a slight humping movement to not overwhelm you. But, slowly he speeds up and he pulls back more, adding a little more force into his thrusts as he wraps one arm around you to hold you up.
You struggle to keep yourself up but the only thing that really has you staying up is Andrei whispering nasty little phrases into your ear as he pounds into you. Calling you a “good girl” and asking if “you fuckin’ like tha’?” or “Tha’ feel good? Yeah?” all deep, raspy, and breathless. He can’t believe how good you feel around him. He’s breathing heavily and groaning everytime you tighten around him.
Once he feels you getting close he uses the hand that’s wrapped around your waist and starts to rub your clit as he also starts to get close. The added sensation and pleasure makes your arms give out while you start to shake and move your hips to get more pleasure to finish. Which Andrei grants you. As you cum he holds you up while he gives a couple more thrusts before he finishes inside you. At the added pleasure from his thrusts you manage to move your arm so you can grab onto something other than the sheets, which you find the arm that's wrapped around you and you squeeze his arm so you can ground yourself.
After the two of you calm down and catch your breaths he slowly pulls out of you, not wanting to cause you too much discomfort after what had just happened. He holds you close, stroking your hair from your face and pressing a few light kisses to your shoulder and temple. His voice is a bit huskier than usual but still just as gruff as ever when he speaks.
"Damn, you okay, love?"
Your body is still trembling lightly, but you manage to give a nod, letting out a soft, breathy laugh as you speak.
"Yeah... I'm alright," you say, tilting your head to look at him, a small smile on your face. "That..." you trail off, still catching your breath. "...That was a hell of a ride."
Andrei chuckles low in his chest, the sound warm and satisfied as he keeps you tucked against him. One of his calloused hands rubs slow circles on your back—soothing, grounding. "Good," he murmurs, pressing another kiss to your hairline. "'Cause I was gonna say... if you weren't okay, we'd have a real problem." His tone is teasing but there's an undercurrent of something serious there too.
He shifts just enough to grab a nearby blanket and drape it over both of you before pulling you back into the cradle of his body like it’s second nature. The way his fingers trace idle patterns along your arm feels almost reverent now—like every touch is its own quiet apology and promise rolled together.
"You need anything?" he asks after a beat—water, aspirin, space? His thumb brushes over your hipbone where he knows you’re sensitive, testing for any tension left in you.
And when all that gruff care starts making your chest feel suspiciously tight? That’s when Andrei presses his lips right behind your ear with one last murmur: "M'proud of you." Like that wasn't going to wreck whatever composure remained after everything else tonight had already stolen from it.
CW: Smut, a little aftercare at the end, unprotected sex, fem! Reader, p in v sex, oral fem! Recieving.
Word Count: 1.1k
Synopsis: When Jack sees that he has a new neighbor he decides he has to introduce himself. One thing leads to another and he ends up in your bed.
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You had moved into a nice neighborhood, granted it’s mostly housing young families, you didn’t think much of it. If anything, you felt safe knowing that there were adults your age so even if you didn’t have kids you could still relate a little with others in the neighborhood.
So once you start moving in, moving boxes from the u-haul to the front room just to get them out of the way so you can work quickly. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself. Some of the moms come out to help you while introducing themselves to you and asking if you are married and where your husband or fiancé is. You tell them that you’re single but you have a dog so you’re not that lonely. You also mention that you chose this neighborhood since it seemed like a nice community.
After a while of you and the other women helping you while taking breaks so you can be introduced to their kids, husbands, and pets. You all take a break and you hang around your front yard while talking and getting to know each other more. While taking a break you notice a man walking towards you all, and god was he handsome. Not too tall and well built, and the way he carried himself… but of course he looked familiar, pretty much everyone who watched hockey knew who he was. But why was he living in this neighborhood? Was he dating someone here? But, you try to push all those thoughts out of your head because you didn’t want it to seem that you were fangirling.
Jack asks if we need help moving anything while going to look in the u-haul to see if he can find any heavy boxes. You mention to him that while there is nothing left in the u-haul there is a heavy box inside that you would like to have moved upstairs. So you let him in and you show him the box and once he has it secure in his grasp you show him upstairs. Unbeknownst to you while you went downstairs to grab another box while you have help, Jack wandered around a little bit to get a sense for the house layout. After he’s peaked behind a few doors he heads back downstairs to help with anything else.
An hour or two later the other wives had to leave to either go get their children or go and start dinner which left Jack and you alone. By that time all the boxes had been moved into the correct rooms and most boxes had been unboxed and most things were either in the correct spot or put somewhere randomly to be put up somewhere else.
While moving around in either comfortable silence with the occasional question on where you want certain things to be placed or full blown conversations of both of you being nosey about each other's lives, Jack would start to get a little touchy. Not too much, just a slight touch on your lower back to manuver you out of his way or pushing up behind you to help you put some tupperware up in a cabinet where you had to get on your tip-toes to reach.
He was still being a gentleman but every touch gave you butterflies, and to say that you havent felt this way in a while would be an understatement. Eventually one thing led to another and somehow he ended up kissing you, which you weren’t exactly mad about. He had you pressed up against the kitchen counter, one arm wrapped around your waist and resting on the counter behind you and the other hand on the side of your face. Occasionally the hand around your waist slides up and down your side and under your left breast. Suddenly he picks you up which makes you wrap your arms and legs around him and he takes you upstairs (that snooping did him good).
He lays you on your bed (That he helped carry up the stairs and put together) and after getting your consent he starts to undress both himself and you. He works his kisses down your body focusing on your tits before continuing down your stomach and to your pussy. He gives your pussy a couple of light licks to test the waters then he starts to suck and work his tounge into your pussy. After a while he starts to gently ease a finger into you which brings you to your first orgasm. He slowly works his finger into you while you ride your high, when you start to come down from your first orgasm he starts to move his fingers, angling them just right to hit your g-spot. Once he thinks you can take his cock, he flips you over onto your stomach and he manhandles you just enough to get your hips to lift off the bed.
Once he gets you situated he gets himself ready to push into you, slowly, he’s still a gentleman and he doesn’t want to hurt you. Once he’s balls deep inside you he stills to compose himself and to make sure you’re good before he starts moving. He thrusts in and out of you at a steady pace and eventually he lets your body bounce back onto him from the force of his thrusts.
When he starts getting close his pace falters and he starts to speed up, gripping onto your right hip has his thrusts get harsher. When he cums he grabs onto both of your hips and pushes himself all the way into you (use protection). You collapse on the bed, your body giving out from the multiple orgasms he had just given you and Jack is not far behind you.
In the aftermath, you and Jack lay together, still catching your breath. Your bodies are pressed closely together, your bare skin against his. The room is warm and the sheets are soft as you lie there in the comfortable silence.
Jack wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, leaving a soft kiss there. "That was amazing," he whispers, his voice low and gentle. You hum in agreement, your heart still racing from the intense pleasure you just experienced. You bury your face into his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. After a moment, Jack pulls back slightly to look down at you. He brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his expression tender. "You okay?" he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.
You nod, a small smile on your face. "More than okay," you reply softly, running your fingers lightly over his chest. Jack relaxes a bit at your answer, his gaze roaming over your face as he traces a finger down your jawline. "I'm glad," he murmurs, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The two of you lie there in comfortable quiet for a few moments, both still basking in the aftermath of your intimate moment.
